[She takes it all in, like the very proud aunt she is, until he starts telling her other things happened. A twitch of her head, a half question forming before he mentions Yelena, and her eyes go wide. He did mention her, but didn't say she was in New York. There's about half a dozen more questions forming in her mind, mostly what Yelena was even doing in New York. Then again-- after she blipped, she was probably trying to find her own place back in the world.

And Nat wasn't there. It's the first time there's a pang of guilt, to not be there to help her sister. But she does know that she's capable. She'll make it, because that's what she does.

Clint's fingers slide down where she assumes the purple is trailing, and shakes her head.]

No, doesn't hurt. But I think it's traveling. [The very tips of her fingers are just a couple hues darker.] Appeared a day or two ago. Nothing feels different. I haven't lit anyone on fire. Guess we're all changing.